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Nanda's calypso

for Nanda Griffioen, on her departure from London to work in Dublin, July 2013.

Well you've heard the tale of how I came to be with the club they call the Ealing Eagle
and how I learn to run and have a lot of fun and nearly everything was almost legal
but I've not told you yet about the group I met
some were fast and some were pretty
legends of the scene of Ealing Greenthe first members of the club committee!

There was Alan in the chair with a sprinkling of hair who sometimes ran a couple of mile
and there was Kelvin cool who was no-one's fool except for Claire and Esme's smile,
and Judith E the social secretary, she held the keys for the drinks and the pantry

and some Irishman with a republican plan, and I think his name was Kieran.

    But there was someone dafter
ull of life and laughter 
    and I would follow after 
    wherever she led.
    Her name was Nanda
    and her plans were grander
    (though I couldn't understand a 
    single word she said...)

Well Nanda is a runner and she's crazy as the night,
as a coach she is a stunner and she's sure to set you right.
She's the most enthusiastic supporter she's the great encourager
and she'll go and run any marathon just as long as it's as mad as her.

Well Loch Ness was a monster and in China she hit the Wall,
and at Margelland in South Holland she found the only hills they have at all
and when she first took to the streets of London it was longer than she reckoned
because she finished that in four hours flat
and another 42 second.

But now her days of luck and ballots has become a part of hist'ry

she can qualify automatically and it really ain't no myst'ry:
if you train like Mohammed Farah and you eat like a culinary sage
and you run for your live all round the M25  then you're always Good For Age!

And now the coaching staff at Eagles have such a range of athletic charms
so Martin White, he will put you right about the proper way to pump the arms
and you should be chuson Mr Richard Tuson if your legs they are going too slow,
and Kelvin's not sure what all the muscles are for but he'll get them all on video!

    But when you go to Nanda
    I hope you haven't planned a
    evening where you hope to stand a-
    -t any kind of ease.
    One Nanda session
    will make a big impression

    you'll need to go to confession
    cos you'll be on your knees!         

Well now the British have a reputation for a certain . . . delicacy
and if they have to tell facts about the bodily acts they do it euphemistically
and everybody on these islands know when mother nature says to pay a call
that an English Rose goes to powder her nose or just to freshen up, that's all.

But the continental female is clearly not so shy

she will tell to you what she's going to do and exactly how and why
and so its not too much for a girl who's Dutch to make sure everybody understands
(I wonder if that's why it's often called the Nether-lands)

    What Nanda said in Brighton
    was her intent to enlighten
    but was enough the frighten
    any sensitive Brit
    and it may be naive that
    I do believe that   
    we should all be relieved that
    she didn't need to . . . do anything more substantial

But now Nanda's leaving London to cross the Irish Sea,
it seems they've got a drinking problem
—they don't drink adequately
and you'll find them warm and welcoming but be careful when it comes to football
just remember that Dutch orange may not go down too well at all (at all).

And Nanda we'll miss you so very much (once our injuries have fully healed),
we wont forget to stretch, and think of you when we retch after ten laps of the Lammas field.
We'll remember you with love and joy though we have to say with shame
there's still no-one at all who can yet recall how to spell your second name . . .

    And when we see you Nanda
    Is it any wonda
    no-one will understand ya
    when speaking Dublin-Dutch!
   But you will never grieve us 
    and you can never leave us
    for though this club is mischeivous
    it means too much!

    So you still Fly with the Eagles
    in the rain and the sun
    get that Ealing Feeling
    Gonna run and run and run
    get that Ealing Feeling
    Gonna run and run and run!

Performed (as "Rustaman") at the New Inn on July 28, 2013.  Nanda's running exploits were legendary and delightfully random, culminating shortly before she left London with her running around the circumference of London inside the M25 (though not all in one go) accompanied for different stretches by various Eagles. She moved to Dublin with her job with drinks company Diageo (hence the references to a drink problem). Delicacy obliges me to remain silent about exactly how Nanda described the unfortunate personal accident that attended her run in the Brighton Half Marathon, but it will not be forgotten by those present.

This was sung for a select audience at the pub, so I had no compunction about re-using some of the lines in Fly with the Eagles (2013 version).